He groaned and pulled her almost roughly down onto his chest.

He pulled her head down onto his chest again.

She sank back down beside him, her hair falling onto his chest.

I've had the same cold for about 6 weeks now, seems to have got back onto my chest.

Then she spun onto her chest and fell down the face of the wave.

Her head fell forward onto his chest, and everything went dark.

After a while, she dropped her hands onto my chest, let them lie there, then rocked.

I let the little one down onto my chest.

He pulled her head down onto his chest and held her close.

The impression of a cross was burned onto his chest.